When Ou Yuanlan hung up the phone, someone suddenly hugged her from behind. When he called just now, Lin Qingqing had been hiding on the small sofa and was silent, she was afraid of interrupting the man.

It wasn't until he hung up the phone and showed tiredness in her eyes that she dared to step forward, and then hugged him gently. She understands that in this moment, nothing is more powerful than a quiet hug.

Snowflakes outside the window were falling on the ground, on the trees, on the windowsill, and the world was covered in silver. In the midst of the ice and snow, two figures snuggled up to keep warm.

When the two came to the ski resort they were thinking about, Lin Qingqing was stunned by the scene in front of him again. Figures in down jackets of various colors flickered before her eyes, and then turned into a light figure on the vast snow.

"Wow, that's amazing!" Lin Qingqing sighed with emotion.

She had only seen these scenes on TV, and it was the first time she had seen a real backcountry ski resort, and it was also the first time she had seen a figure really flying on the snow.

Ou Yuanlan smiled, then turned his head and asked the person next to him, "Are you ready?" "His gaze has the ability to shoot straight into everything, even if it passes through the snow-capped mountains in front of him.

Glancing at those who were flying around in the air, Lin Qingqing nodded unconfidently. "This ...... It doesn't hurt to fall, does it? She asked, still a little uneasy.

The coach on the side laughed: "Don't worry, Miss Lin, the snow is soft, and you are wearing such a thick dress, I guarantee that you will not feel any feelings when you fall!" He patted his chest and promised.

Lin Qingqing nodded suspiciously, and then looked at Ou Yuanlan. "Okay, let's get started." She said as she looked at the ski slopes as if she were dead.

Skiing starts with a steep slope and then skies out with the help of the inertia of the swoop and the principle of low friction in the snow. But just rushing down this steep slope, Lin Qingqing felt very thrilling.

She glanced at the slope that was at least ten meters above her feet, and she couldn't help but tremble in her legs. The vast white snow, after looking at it for a long time, there will be an inexplicable feeling of dizziness.

"Don't be afraid, just rush down." Ou Yuanlan approached and whispered in her ear.

That being said, how could Lin Qingqing not be afraid. She used to think that she was not afraid of heaven and earth, not even death. In fact, it is true that death is a relief for her.

However, in front of her, looking at this ten-meter-high slope, she was really scared. She was afraid of death, afraid that if she fell, there would be no bones left. Or immortality is a disability, lying in bed like a waste person to spend the rest of his life.

"What? Or are you afraid? Ou Yuanlan held her hand, and through the thick gloves, the temperature could not be transmitted at all.

Lin Qingqing suddenly wanted to cry, she knew that she might be very hypocritical, but she just couldn't help it. "If something happens to me, do you still want me? Is it a disability or a ......," she began to vaguely ask Ou Yuanlan for a guarantee.

Although this scene is very affectionate in her own eyes, in the eyes of Ou Yuanlan and this ski instructor, it is almost like a fool's play.

"Hahahaha...... "The ski instructor is an authentic Northeast man, and he doesn't have the delicate mind to experience the sensitive mind of a southern girl in the face of danger.

In the laughter of no one beside him, Lin Qingqing finally couldn't get sad. Through her goggles, she glared indignantly at the bearded man. If there is no person in charge of killing, she actually wants to push this man off the ten-meter platform.

Just when Lin Qingqing was about to throw his hands and leave, the coach finally calmed down. "Miss Lin, don't worry, this high platform slides down, I guarantee that you will be unscathed!" He once again patted his chest with the momentum of pulling mountains and rivers and said.

Maybe it really doesn't hurt? Maybe the snow is really like a big bed? Lin Qingqing comforted himself in his heart, and then finally mustered up the courage to jump.

"Don't be afraid, look ahead, take control of your phone's sled pole, and rush down." Ou Yuanlan gave her a force to move forward behind her, and Lin Qingqing's whole person immediately swooped down towards the ten-meter high platform.

The first time she skied, when she was speeding forward, Lin Qingqing forgot all the things that Ou Yuanlan taught her. All she knew was that her mind was blank, and she tried desperately to stop, but she couldn't.

Eventually, she unexpectedly fell into the snow and fell headfirst into the mud. When Ou Yuanlan pulled her out of the snow like a turnip, Lin Qingqing just wanted to bury herself in the snow.

"Just performed well." Ou Yuanlan praised her.

Lin Qingqing had a look of wanting to die, what was so good about what she had just shown? Just now, she was only carried in the snow, and she fell into the mud, and she was embarrassed and threw home.

"Are you laughing at me?" She asked sullenly.

Ou Yuanlan shook his head, then raised his hand to help her clean the residual snow on her face and helmet. "No, you didn't scream just now." He explained.

It turned out that this was what he meant by good performance, Lin Qingqing nodded thoughtfully. In fact, I don't know when she stopped screaming this instinct.

Maybe other girls will subconsciously scream when they see cockroaches and mice, and she will only bite her lower lip silently. Even though I was afraid to die, I would still bravely go up and fight those things to the death.

Because at that time, she knew that no one else in this world would protect her except for her. When the only person she could rely on was herself, she knew that the instinct to scream was useless.

In the fall after fall, Lin Qingqing finally learned the skill of skiing. Although her technique is not too proficient, under the leadership of Ou Yuanlan, she can barely skate a few laps.

When he returned to the hotel, Lin Qingqing felt that his bones were about to fall apart. She rubbed her back and complained to Ou Yuanlan: "The coach doesn't hurt his back when he stands and talks, and it hurts when he falls in the snow!" ”

Looking at her aggrieved look, Ou Yuanlan replied angrily: "If you only fall a few times, you don't feel it, but if you keep falling, it's not necessarily." He told the truth.

Lin Qingqing was choked, and he couldn't find the words to go back for a while. She really fell quite embarrassed today, either directly hitting someone or pulling Ou Yuanlan to fall down, that person didn't dislike her, it's good.

"What? Will you go again tomorrow? Ou Yuanlan looked at the files that could never be processed on the computer screen, and joked with Lin Qingqing.

"Go! I just learned it today, I have to go tomorrow! She said proudly.

The gears of fate slowly turned, and everyone was shattered in it. If Lin Qingqing knew what would happen the next day, then she would rather sleep in this hotel than drag Ou Yuanlan to ski again.